The Block Estate
Massie's Suite
2:50 AM, December 12th
After chatting with the girls a little more, Massie went online. She studied the IN and OUT list on Seventeen magazine's website. What was there made her want to cry.
"Ehmagawd, Bean. No way." Massie whispered, eyes locked on her computer screen. "No, no, no."
She slowly drew out her pink Juicy Couture Sidekick and slid it open. She felt a sudden burst of energy from reality hitting her. Hard. She typed out a text to all the girls as quickly as her manicured thumbs could. Her heart pounded as she realized what the news meant. "No," she whispered again. "No fucking way." Bean looked up and growled at the screen. Her ears were flay against her head. Massie stroked her head while her email inbox opened. Time seemed to slow down dramatically, exclusively to torture her.
"Hurry…c'mon, hurry up…" The screen flickered to life and showed that she had 56 emails unread. "Ew, Kay-luh? Why is that LBR emailing me?" She skipped the stupid
worship-y email and clicked the 'Compose' button on her screen. Then she opened IM and clicked 'Create Draft' so she could IM it to everyone easily.
She sent the same message to their emails, IM, and phones…
EMERGENCY TPC MEETING GLU HEADQUARTERS. COME 9. B THERE ON TIME OR FACE EXILE!!! URGENT!!!
MASSIE